Not that kind of green room.

I painted my office.

I also did a bunch of other crap yesterday. But I don’t wanna talk about any of that.

What I want to talk about instead is 26 of the million or so old photos that I’ve been digging through. I scanned them, the 26 that is, and want to share them with you now.

So, shuddup.

And here we go. They are in no particular order.

For starters, this in my dad. Some people say I look like him.

These are my dad’s parents. They were ridiculously in love.

Now, that is what handsome looks like.

One of the many photos of my grandparents, dad, uncle, and/or aunt where someone is making a silly face.

Like I said…

My Grandpa and his buddy on a boss hog.

Grandpa B flashing two smokes.

Dad and Uncle Greg being super adorable.

Again with the faces.

Not certain who this is. Kind looks like Grandpa B. On the back of the photo someone typed “Deep Sea Fishing”. They left off “Motherfucker”.

And they almost got through a photo without someone making a face.

Again, the pinnacle of handsome.

Me taking my dad for a ride on my motorbike.

Me at the height of my physical prowess and keen sense of style.

Note the Garbage Pail Kids shirt… (Ignore the white tennis shoes…)

Teacher Sis definitely is related to me.

Word to Me back when she rolled with the Bloods.

Dad carrying Grandma. For some unknown reason.

Back when smoking was good for you.

“Jim Tinker”.

My dad apparently had a thing for carrying people around. This time it was Teacher Sis.

Me eating the wrong end of a corndog. (And being pissed about it, apparently.)

“Peggy”.

Vern and Lil’ Scotty.

The greatest picture of my Aunt Mary Ellen ever.

And last, but not least, this one. It’s the look on Prince Jazzbo’s face that gets me. And maybe our budding mullets.

That’s it. All for today.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC